Bright New Army, defeated.

"Archbishop, archbishop?" shouted Tuchel in the midst of the chaos. He held the long sword and looked around blankly, and in the current situation, it was no longer beyond the control of the commander.

"Withdraw...... Let's go back to the city. A weak voice sounded beside him. Tuchel turned his head to look at a figure that was extremely vain, pale and weak, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Yes, Archbishop. As he withdrew, he gathered the fleeing soldiers, while the phantom floated aside, and whispered, "After retreating into the city, you will lead your troops to hold the city of Severa, and at most half a month, reinforcements will arrive." ”

Tuchel smiled wryly and did not reply. The four legions of the New Army of Light were all wiped out, and only the First Legion left behind in the holy city of Ranken, where did the reinforcements come from?

"I ...... No," Innedir's voice came to an end, staccato and lower, "the general...... Take care. ”

"Take care, Archbishop. Tuchel nodded and made his way to the south gate of Severa. The pale shadow gradually returned to nothingness, and the connection between him and the Holy See of Light was completely severed.

"If you still want to live, retreat into the city!" Tuchel shouted as the defeated soldiers poured towards the south gate, their commander, still walking slowly, and finally landed at the end of the line.

"Commander, let's go. A guard rushed over and urged.

"You go first, I'll cut off. Tuchel commanded without refusal. He didn't want to retreat into the city, preferring to die on the battlefield rather than as a sacrifice to the "Scarlet Faith".

The guard tried to persuade him, but Tuchel pushed him away and stood on his sword. The guard shook his head, but turned and ran away. In any case, your own life is more important.

It wasn't long before Tuchel heard the sound of running again, and couldn't help but curse angrily, "What are you struggling with, get back to the city!"

"Archon. You see. The guard's voice trembled violently, and his tone was full of despair.

Tuchel turned his head to see that the south gate of Severa was tightly closed, and the panicked soldiers were huddled together. On the city walls, the original papal flag slowly fell, replaced by the lion flag of the Snowton Empire, and the gold and red "fire hibiscus".

"Surrender, immortal!" The black-bearded and black-haired general wielded a curved spear. Shouting at the head of the city. Next to him was a young general with a short beard, with a familiar face, who was none other than Viscount Reims, the commander of the city's defense.

Tuchel was stunned for a moment, sighing and unable to utter a word.

Then, the wind blows, and Cartromans flips the handle of the knife and slams it on his back. Tuchel sat down with a muffled grunt. Suddenly, I felt a chill on the back of my neck, and I didn't dare to move a little.

"Your Majesty. I've captured Tuchel!" Carter Roman's laughter rang out.

"There is no way to advance, there is no way to retreat, and you will not return?" said King Nacini on horseback, looking directly at the remnants of the new army of light, and shouted sharply. around him. Snowton's army spread out to both sides, "Horizontal Knife Battalion", "Iron Fighter", "Black Flag", "Blue Coat's Long Shot", ...... A group of elite iron cavalry soldiers who are famous on the mainland. The flag was flying, slowly approaching, and Shen Xiong's murderous aura came to his face.

"I wait, I will surrender. "One, two, three or four, thousands, the soldiers of the new army of light, fell to their knees in despair, and asked the supreme one of the northern lands to surrender.

"Alas......" Tuchel let go of the hilt of his sword in his hand.

The Tower of St. White.

"I ...... I need a little rest......" Innedil slumped to the ground, reluctantly moved to the jade couch, and pleaded, "Teacher, you can take care of me for a while." ”

"No, my child," said the Pale Lord, looking at him with "compassion", shaking his head, "you must stand up, for there are more important things to be done at once." ”

"What's the matter?" Innedir frowned, the defeat of the new army of light was a foregone conclusion, and he did everything he could, but it still did nothing to avail, but instead allowed himself to suffer backlash and make him weak.

"While fighting at the front, the Snowton rear army, led by 'Golden Hibiscus', joined forces inside and outside and took the city of Severa. The Pale Lord spoke indifferently, but Innedir suddenly got to his feet, a hint of panic on his face.

"Severa, fallen?" he muttered, his eyes glazed over. Inedil's original plan was to use the new army of light to drain the vitality of Snowton's army, and then retreat into the city of Severa to hold on, so that the enemy could be pinned north of the St. Ymas River and delay the "coming of heaven" for some time. But now, what should I do?

"It should be the Grand Duke Ian and the commander of the city defense army, who secretly took refuge in the Snowton Empire. The Pale Lord reasoned.

"Thieves, one day, I will send them to be burned at the stake!" Innedil gritted his teeth and swore an oath, and then he raised his head and asked helplessly, "Teacher, shall we ...... What to do?"

"Therefore, you cannot rest," replied the Pale Lord, "for the sake of the present day, the only way to fight to the death may be able to turn the tide of defeat." ”

"Teacher, speak quickly. Innedil struggled to his feet, like a drowning man, and grasped the last straw.

"Activate the 'Scarlet Faith' when the enemy army enters the city of Severa and is unsuspected," said the Pale Lord categorically, "Severa has a large population, and if it falls into a state of madness, it will be able to inflict heavy losses on the enemy. ”

"But the Divine Array in Severa City is already close to drying up, so how can it be activated?" Innedil asked suspiciously.

"And the Divine Array itself," the Pale Lord said inducemently, "Anyway, the city of Severa has already fallen, so it's better to directly detonate the Divine Array and consume it all at once." ”

"Good...... bar. Innedil pondered for a moment, then nodded resolutely. He shuffled over to the railing and picked up the "Holy Eye" again, moving sluggishly and slowly, like an old man in a sixtieth century.

The Pale Lord raised his hand and channeled the divine power to him. Inedil closed his eyes and chanted in a low voice, ready to activate the "Scarlet Faith".

The light was projected and instantly reached the sky over the city of Severa.

The divine magic arrays were connected together in turn, and the last power was condensed, and the last light was about to burst out.

Then, all of them came to a standstill.

Above the clouds, Vilano smiled and let go of his clenched palm. A dim starlight fell into the city. Within the city walls, the engraved magic array has long been embedded with a series of Mithril array plates, on which the gems are brilliant, hooked into the lines of star magic.

As this starlight fell, like a fire falling into a dry pyre, the star array disk exploded, exploding and destroying the hub of the magic array.

A large star-based spell, "Serial Starburst"!

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Second update.) ）